novelraw Chapter 83: Purchase
Chapter 83: Purchase
The food shop owner started preparations around 5 AM and officially opened at 6.
Some businesses, like breakfast shops, only have their peak popularity in the morning throughout the entire day. Beihai naturally found time to meet with the owner,
eating their bread while discussing the situation of selling the property,
"Sell this shop to me."
The shop owner, who was still making pastries, stopped his hands, feeling like he had misheard or that the other party was joking,
"Esteemed customer, we don't have that intention for now. This shop still holds our memories."
"Don't reject so quickly. I want this building;
you can just move your things out."
Beihai didn't give up either, and at this point, the shop owner perked up. He stopped making pastries and prepared to have a proper talk with Beihai.
First, he'd slack off a bit and have his wife cover for him temporarily. After all, this was a big deal, potentially much more profitable than selling breakfast. Even if it didn't work out, it would let him rest for a while. It was a reasonable excuse. People are lazy;
who wouldn't want easier work?
His wife was the quiet type and just nodded before continuing her labor. There was no helping it;
last night, Little Fairy had borrowed the Shopkeeper's Wife's tongue and used it to say everything the Shopkeeper's Wife needed to say.The shop owner first wiped his hands with a rag, then sat down directly opposite Beihai with an imposing posture. As soon as he sat down, he dropped a bombshell: "This location is, after all, in the city center. Who knows how much it can earn in a day?
And not to mention anything else, if you still want to continue making pastries, I do have a reputation here..."
Beihai watched him seriously introduce the place in detail. Listening to it, it all sounded like an attempt to drive up the price, so that even if he quoted high later, he could say you're not getting a bad deal buying this location.
"Alright, alright, just tell me how much you want."
"Good, you said it. I want 20,000 gold coins!"
Before Beihai could speak, Aladdin got anxious first,
"What? Are you crazy, or am I crazy? You dare ask for 20,000 for this shabby shop?"
A full 20,000 gold coins! A carriage probably couldn't even hold that many! Stacked up, it would likely form a small hill!
Considering the three tiers of gold, silver, and copper, asking for 20,000 outright was indeed a lot, even suspicious of price gouging.
But this wasn't a problem;
it was a common negotiation tactic. First, set the price ridiculously high, then slowly bring it down to a level acceptable to both parties.
This makes both sides feel better, each thinking they got a good deal.
"Fine, I agree, and I can pay this amount on the spot."
The shop owner was all prepared to bargain seriously or watch the other party back down from the difficulty, but he never expected him to agree outright.
This surprise left him completely stunned. When he suddenly came back to his senses, he was rubbing his hands together eagerly like a fly, a massive wave of joy flooding his entire being.
It's like this: you run a completely ordinary food shop. Even if it got demolished for redevelopment, you'd only get around ten thousand. But then someone comes along and offers 200 million to buy your shop outright. Would you sell?
However, after the initial huge shock of delight, a sense of unreality also set in. A pie falling from the sky doesn't make people happy;
it just leaves them bewildered.
Then again, walking down the street and getting hit in the face by a giant pie would indeed hurt quite a bit.
"Look, maybe we should still discuss the price..."
"No, there's nothing to discuss. Pack up your things and leave now. As long as you agree, this place is my territory."
Beihai took out his wallet and made the dragon start spitting out gold coins. The sight of this dispelled any remaining doubts.
The shop owner, initially overjoyed, used his hands to catch them, then used his apron, and later hurriedly shouted to stop, dragging a carriage over from outside.
As he was leaving, he grabbed Beihai's hand, thanking him profusely here and there. Then he started feeling like his shop was somewhat unworthy of such a price.
The other party spending a fortune to buy it made him want to praise it, but he couldn't find the words. He wanted to badmouth it but was afraid the other party might suddenly change his mind. After struggling for a while, his face turned bright red.
After thinking for a long time, he grabbed Beihai's hand again: "Sir, let me tell you a secret. There's actually a sprite in my shop.
That sprite is yours now. To summon it, you just need a few pieces of butter and a bowl of porridge."
They didn't take the things inside the shop. After all, with 20,000 gold coins, what couldn't they buy?
But this was also good, saving a lot of trouble. After seeing them off, Beihai took a few pieces of butter, made a pot of hot porridge, and then threw them into the pot to stir.
After finishing this and letting the fragrance spread, that little sprite flew out.
The sprite had seen what happened outside. She actually wanted to leave with the shop owner. She thought, after all, he was her master. To be precise, he could give her a bowl of hot porridge to drink.
The sprite's current thinking was very simple: whoever gave her food was her master.
On this point, even though she particularly wanted to live with the high school student, for a bowl of hot porridge, she would choose to give that up. Whoever gave her food, she would follow.
So, the current situation was that she had changed masters? Probably. The shop owner had agreed, so following this new guy should mean she could get two bowls of butter porridge, right?
Thinking this, she involuntarily flew forward. Seeing this little sprite, Beihai also scooped a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of her.
"Do you like eating this? How about this: from now on, you follow me. No need to hide anymore. As long as you become my pet, you'll have butter porridge to eat every day."
"Really? But it's very expensive."
The sprite felt this stuff was too expensive. The other party might not be able to provide it daily. After all, even that previous owner could only give her a bowl at Christmas.
But this guy seemed really rich.
"Don't worry, money is not a problem."
Ah, little sprite, little sprite, what pleasures could she enjoy? Nothing more than porridge with a few pieces of butter.